Transcending the Nine Heavens

Chu Yang's heart shocked. When he raised his head again, Meng overwhelmingly disappeared from Xiao She's figure in front of him. Leaving, he didn't say a word, a word.

But that depressing breath seems to have lingered here for a long time.

Chu Yang stunned for a moment, hidden feeling that Meng was exceedingly bitter and even bitter to the point that he could not imagine. What exactly made this former skyscraper genius look like this?

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Master, if you have a chance, you must untie him!

Chu Yang took a long breath, his eyes stirred, counterhanded sword, sword power shook!

This time, the sword practice is from beginning to end, one trick, one trick over and over again, has already practiced sword collection, so what we practice now, is continuity, and one trick randomly disrupts the sequence of the combined effect, then carefully understand from it...

Whether guarding a skyscraper, finding a light dance, or completing another unspoken wish of a master, you must have strength!

If you are not strong enough, you will only be the object of your wish.

For the purple crystalline cord, Chuyang just casually hung it around his neck. As long as you don't have to be exhilarated by real breath, it's no different than ordinary jade.

Chuyang's intention was that he would not use the resilience in the cord unless he had completed a phase of training. As Meng Superior said, it is not beneficial, it is harmful. Over-reliance on external forces is not a good thing...

Only with sweat to pile up, every drop of mind to accumulate, is the most solid realm, and the deepest understanding! If you use external forces, even though the power goes up, the realm will never be reached! That will be the regret of my life, and I can no longer make it up to you!

Wuzong has the spirit of Wuzong. Only after staying there, enlightening, and fully integrating can we rationalize into Wuzheng.

A samurai, even if his fortune comes by chance and he suddenly gains 10,000 years of pure power, but without the corresponding mood and spiritual cooperation, he will not become the supreme, he is still only a samurai!

Just a more perverted samurai.

So every step has to be solid! Being thrown to the peak is the same as climbing to the peak... can it be the same? He was thrown to death by someone else.

Time rushed away. At lunch, Chuyang saw Shiqian Mountain again. Now Shiqian Mountain, gray face, no energy, full of sadness, anxiety.

Everyone knows that Li Jianjin can never just pass away. The disciple under the Second Master's throne, even if only to kiss the Master's ass, will come to exasperate Li Jian.

If you don't come now, it can only mean that those people are making intense plans, and that doesn't mean that this matter is gone...

Talking about eating chicken legs with no heart and no lungs, eating hands full of oil. Chuyang was in a good mood. Sitting down, he started chewing. It was also a windswept cloud. Only Shiqian Mountain has no appetite at all. He barely eats himself, but also tastes like chewing wax. Take a few sips and sigh.

Yin Yin's eyes were constantly sweeping Chu Yang, and the invisible fire in his eyes seemed to rush out.

“Shiqian Mountain! Heard you were good? They say you're still the best young man in the world? Hey, come out, let's see, all in one place.” At this point, there was an arrogant noise coming out the door, and then there was a laugh. Listening to the voice, there are seven or eight people.

“Yeah, this Shiqian Mountain actually self-proclaimed the first master of young disciples outside the sky, I really don't know how to write the dead letter! ”

“The first expert? Ishichiyama also deserves it? Come out and beg for mercy on your knees! ”

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Troubleshooting finally came. Chuyang is the evil result of Shiqian Mountain, it actually erupted so early, I didn't even think of Chuyang.

Shi Qianshan's face changed, miserable white. Then, he took a hard look at Chuyang.

The words "the first master of the younger life” were shouted out by Chu Yang that day. At that time, Shiqian Mountain was still proud, but then it became clear that this was a mud pool that could not be pulled out of its legs! But it was too late...

Hearing these words now is like cutting his heart with a knife.

Fantastic irony!

And it's also the biggest problem in the skyscraper. Now the eighth generation disciple, which one is not extremely allergic to the word 'first’? Big Brother's position! Attribution of the land of the Seven Shades...

Li Jianjin and his brothers dared not come to the door openly to seek trouble to avenge Li Jianjin, but Chuyang's reference to this‘ first master of the younger generation 'provided them with an excellent excuse.

And the Gatekeepers have always acquiesced in the rankings among these disciples. Shi Qianshan can imagine that there will be endless trouble to find himself...

Chuyang lowered his head to eat. He didn't seem to have heard any yelling outside or noticed Shi Qianshan's poisonous gaze. But I laughed in my heart: Shit, I won't let you bastard hypocrite live and die in this life. I'm really sorry to be alive again...

Eight young men outside, all dressed in green, but with a red strap at their waist and a red wrap around their cuffs. This is the symbol of the disciple of Lock Cloud Peak. Like Chuyang, their purple bamboo garden, is the purple belt.

At this moment, eight people look out of Shiqian Mountain, and their eyes are all angry.

Li Jianjin is the only son of Li Jinsong. He is not naturally very harmonious with his brothers and sisters on weekdays, but harmony is one thing. He is bullied by outsiders. Although these people do not have to sing fast in their hearts, they do not prevent them from playing for Li Jianjin.

This is a great opportunity to kiss my ass!

“Brother Liu and Brother Qu arrived personally. Shiqian Mountain has disappointed.” Shi Qianshan's face, though ugly, was respectfully saluted, he said.

“Shi Qianshan, you can't afford your brother Liu.” Brother Liu smiled and said with a sharp smile: “You are the first master in the younger life of the skyscraper. How dare you be Shi Da's master's brother? ”

It's a matter of holding 'the first master of my younger life'!

Shi Qianshan's face is even uglier. Chuyang had been hated to death in his heart, and now he suddenly remembers: Did Chuyang say this to leave them an excuse to find a place?

This brother Liu is about thirty years old, named Liu Yunyin, is the big disciple of Li Jinsongmen, while the song brother's name is Qu Ping, 278 years old, ranked second. The remaining few are their fellow brothers. When I heard Liu Yunyin say that at this moment, it all made me laugh.

“Shi Qianshan, come here, let me see what you're capable of!” Qu Ping stepped out and pressed his sword to look at Shi Qianshan.

“Where am I against Brother Qu...” Shi Qianshan panicked and humbled. I'm kidding. How dare he do it now? The other eight, Liu Yunyin ranked higher than himself, Qu Ping and the other six, although slightly lower than himself, could not go there. If they come looking for trouble, can they cheapen themselves?

I'm afraid if you do, they'll beat you to pieces!

As for talking to Chuyang... they have low power, they cannot rely on it... they are equal to one person against each other's eight!

Shi Qianshan wants to cry.

Shi Qianshan doesn't do it, doesn't mean Qu Ping is just wearing it with him. Suddenly, the sound, the long sword sheathed, white light dazzled, suddenly snapped, then pounded, then pounded...

Turns out Qu Ping couldn't help but say that he hit Shi Qianshan severely with one hand and slapped him in the ear. Then he kicked him in the stomach with one foot. This clap was quite hard. Shi Qianshan couldn't help but suffer from each other twice. He just felt the abdominal pain as a hanging, and sat on the floor with one butt.

Shi Qianshan knew that as long as he didn't fight back, if he was beaten up by the other party, he would beat up a meal, and nothing would happen. But if you fight back, it's hard to say if you can survive today. So in the face of each other's attack, he bit his teeth and took it down.

“How dare this bastard hit me!” I can't believe Trapin started by screaming, furious: “Shit, it hurts! Sure enough, it's our first young master of the skyscraper, brothers, it's in danger, come help me...”

“Shit, Second Brother lost! Go!”

“Quickly, go save Second Brother...” Liu Yunyin's eyes flashed and he shouted “panicked.”

One shout, six people rushed up, punched and kicked like sandbags against Shiqian Mountain on the ground, the wind sounded loud, boxing to the meat, whilst shouting: “How dare you hit my second brother! ”

“We agreed on a fair play, and this stone mountain is actually shady! ”

“Kill this shameless...”

Even more people scream while hitting and pulling their throats: “Shi Qianshan, you are in the purple bamboo garden, you are so arrogant... you, you, stop... Second Brother, Second Brother, are you okay? ”

Listening to this sound sounds like Qu Ping is about to get killed...

Qu Ping bit his teeth and kicked them to Shiqian Mountain, screaming tragically: “Ouch! It hurts me... Shi Qianshan, you are so vicious..."

Shiqian Mountain on the ground was still screaming at the beginning, begging for forgiveness, but slowly with a few clicking sounds, his body curled together, unconscious past...

Seven people were so upset that they stopped after another beating, and everyone was gasping. Qu Ping rubbed his sweat: “It's dangerous, Shi Qianshan beat me to death..."

“Yeah, yeah, this rocky mountain is really poisonous!” Someone beside me is attached.

His eyes were red when he talked, but he was just about to rush out and was pulled by Chu Yang. With so many people, it's no use talking about rushing up. It can only be beaten like Shiqian Mountain... Besides, how pleasant it is to be beaten by Shiqian Mountain, how can it be destroyed...

In the shadow of the bamboo forest in the distance, Meng suddenly sighed deeply. Xiao Soo looked at the unconscious Shiqian Mountain in the field, his eyes were as icy as snow, and his bones were so cold!

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